The C.O. Guide to First-Date Etiquette

At the conclusion of the evening, the couple may linger outside the lady’s abode, whereupon she may present her cheek to the gentleman, in invitation of a platonic kiss. The gentleman is advised not to take undue advantage, and above all…

This brought tears to my eyes because it made me remember my late father. When I was a little girl, he would sometime as a joke, instead of giving me kiss on the cheek, give me a kick lick and of course I would squeal and wipe my cheek and scream “no tongue daddy!” and dad would laugh and say “got you”.
I miss my dad.

It’s just flying up in the air at the unexpected contact. Did you ever see Matt Groening’s “Life in Hell” cartoon? It’s like the tassels on Jeff and Akbar’s fezzes when something interesting happens. :D

unrelated story:
when my niece and neff were small i was holding baby jordan, who was less than a year old. her 2 year old brother zach came right up to us with a lollypop in his mouth, something the baby had apparently never seen before, she was staring at it looking puzzled. i said, zach, jordan’s curious about your sucker, why don’t you give her a lick? so without hesitation, he leaned over and licked his baby sister from cheek to cheek! the look of surprise on jordan’s face was one of the funniest things i’ve ever seen :D

Oh, dads. They’re so silly. I remember when I was about 16, he drove me down to Thrifty’s one night, for who knows what, I can’t remember. Possibly dessert. But when we walked in, he said loudly, “What aisle is the Preparation H on?” I wanted to die. Today, of course, I laugh. He’s such a goof. Sounds like your dad was, too, Gigi.

“Sailing, Sailing” (also known by its first line “Sailing, sailing, over the bounding main”) is a children’s song and sea chantey about sailing on the ocean. It was written in 1880 by Godfrey Marks, a pseudonym of British organist and composer James Frederick Swift (1847–1931)

LyricsThe familiar chorus is

Sailing, sailing over the bounding main
Where many a stormy wind shall blow
‘Ere Jack comes home again.

The complete lyrics and music are found in the Franklin Square Song Collection (1888).

Also I tried something
(online/free version)
OxfordEnglishDictionary-ish… Only possible relevant item seemed to be the Main River,
in Germany and Bavaria. Is that river sufficiently large in which to sail a boat and do substantial waves occur there???

I used to know someone with a very licky chihuahua. Once she came into the room where I was holding the pup and asked how we were or something. I said “we made out for awhile and then he went to sleep .. typical”. Well, I thought she would never stop laughing. But really, he was fast and there was tongue all over the place! :D

Aw Gigi. What a nice memory. My late grandfather (the best Poppy in the world!) used to give me big old sloppy kisses too. This picture reminded me of him too. God bless those great men in our lives. :)

The things that we used to do with our children, in all innocence. I was very sad when, a few years ago, my husband became alarmed looking at some photos he had taken of our now grown-up daughter, aged about 18 months, playing happily in the bath, covered in her bubbles. He thought it seemed inappropriate.

My dad is a character. He’s a really good guy and totally softhearted about animals, but he is first and foremost a character. On my 18th birthday, my family went out to dinner at my favorite Chinese restaurant, and then we went to the supermarket for some shopping.

My dad is a carpenter and cabinetmaker and was wearing overalls. You have to remember I grew up in an area where this wasn’t entirely unusual, but it does add to the embarrassment factor, because we were in the “big city” at the time this happened.

He was telling complete strangers that we met in the story, “This is my daughter. It’s her birthday,” in what I can only describe as…a harelip voice. And telling my dad that he was embarrassing me only made it worse.

I recently had a first date with a non-gentleman who kissed like a Pez dispenser (tm Judy Tenuta). Just stuck his tongue down my throat and let it lay there like a piece of sushi. First date=last date.

Kinda reminds me of my first real date.She kissed me on my cheek after I brought her back to her place. It was so sweet. At the end of the second date
I also brought her back ,she said thank you ,then ran upstairs. I never saw her again!What did I do wrong? Awwww nuts.